!WARNING! Chapter includes SMUT joined with BIT OF VIOLENCE AND BLOOD between the first and the second horizontal lines after this notification area.

Wrote this chapter forever due to not being sure how to proceed the story. I know how I will end it, but making the lines between the dots can be very difficult sometimes.
With this I wasn't sure what to include and what to skip. But I like trying to explore Anna and Victor's relationship, their strengths and weaknesses and how possibly they support each other in helping way despite all the problems they have together and separately.
That's why I was pleasantly surprised where this chapter suddenly started to head to.

Hopefully you'll enjoy!

It was a nightmare that woke her up.
It left Anna at the same time alerted and confused. She laid completely still in case that a sudden movement would cause something bad onto her. The instincts of a prey not wanting to alert attention to itself.

It had been the same nightmare. A being chasing her, never loosing the track or slowing down. Hunting her. Echoing her fears and guilt.
But this time, Anna had not fled. This time, she had turned to face it.

And what followed after that, had shaken her.
The nightmare left Anna cold and feeling sense of a bad omen. Doubt gnawing in her.
Had she made a mistake? Leaving the mansion and the X-men? Leaving Logan and Hank? Betraying their trust?
After all that has been done, she most likely can never mend those severed ties back.

And what if something goes wrong? What if they, she and Victor, won't last? What if it turns into something ugly?

Anna also wondered about her parents. Had they been happy at first, before something had gone wrong? Had Anna been the ruin of their relationship? Or did either one do something unforgivable to the other? Had father punished mother by keeping her in the basement?
Or... Somehow... In a twisted way tried to protect her?
What if Anna was going to turn into something like that, either a rabid, shackled being or something opposite?

What if she would end up betraying Victor and doing something unforgivable to him? Breaking him?

Worried thoughts turning towards the man, Anna noticed Victor was not in the bed.
In fact, as she sat up, she didn't see him anywhere.
It quickly reminded her when he had left in the village, without a warning and not showing up before everything crashed around her.

Anna heard noises from the bathroom. And as the door opened, she felt enormous relief when seeing naked, half-asleep Victor.

"Something wrong?" he asked while standing at the door.
By his concerned attitude, as also by her previous worries, Anna felt embarrassed. Shameful of her now muffling doubts.
So saying nothing she hid under blankets in fetal position. She felt childish, but she didn't feel like pretending either.
She just wanted the feelings of uncertainty to go away. She didn't want to doubt their relationship after everything.

"Anna?"
She heard him approaching and then standing next to the bed. Keeping quiet she waited what would he do, leave it or press on it.
She was hoping for the first one...
Instead her side was poked. It made her yelp, making a chirping sound, as she was surprised.
Hearing deep chuckle she almost threw the covers off and glared at the feral man.
But no. Now she was not going to come out.

"Hmp, still hiding", Victor huffed, his sneaking around so quiet that a normal human couldn't have heard.
But Anna could, and with raised tension kept an ear on his movements. She felt the heavy gaze of his.
Then Victor was still and quiet for a moment. And the woman quickly moved and dodged another poke. Grinning she tried to calm her excited heart.
Third jab, this time onto her bottom from a side, made the woman giggle from shock. She wiggled under the blanket to the other side of the bed. The mattress tilted as Victor crawled after her.

"Where you going mate?"

Heart leaping Anna felt him touching her left foot before she slipped out of the bed, throwing the blanket behind. Standing up she saw Victor pulling the cover off.
The feral woman then lunged, staying low and wrapping arms around his hips.
She managed to tackle him down, climbing and straddling him.
"I win", she panted, hands on his bare chest, smiling widely.
"I didn't know we were competing", Victor said while placing hands onto her bare hips, stroking with his claws.

Feeling those talons Anna blushed. Trying to think something witty to say. It took just a second for Victor to flip their position around.

And instinctively Anna pressed her legs and thighs against the beast man's sides above her. She didn't try to push or flip him off but the tensed self-defense position sobered the atmosphere.

Frowning Victor studied her cautiously. Reminding of the last night's shower and his question, making Anna feel slight bitterness.
She instead wrapped her legs around the man's waist, pulling his body closer till he laid on her, he supporting his weight with his arms.

"I'm not gonna freak out", she said sternly.
"...You sure?"
She nodded, hands reaching to his serious face, caressing his jawline.
"I've never been afraid of you."

Anna's scowl deepened as the bastard started laughing.
"Is that so?" he grinned, lowering his mouth to her right ear. "I have smelled your fear, bambi... And usually others' fear makes my cock hard."
The action of him taking a deep sniff tickled her.
"But from you, I only want to sense our mixed scents. As also your need for me."
"Heh... Is that so? What- What do I usually smell like then?"
Making a pondering noise, letting his teeth caress her skin right behind her ear and smirking at the soft gasp, the feral man said in low voice.
"Smokey. Spicy, with a hint of sweetness. Like burned apple tree."

Anna tried to keep still, calm, as he started to move lower. Easily breaking from the hold of her legs that slowly descended onto the mattress.
"I don't like the taste of your fear... It's like nothing. Snow. Covers up everything else of you."
Anna shivered as teeth and tongue teased her right breast, while his hand calmly kneaded the other one.
Claws lightly pinching the nipple made her whimper.

This was a bit different from the other sexual moments they've had in the past. At the village it had been straight into him getting inside her, or him teasing her in the hospital.
But now it was different. Their relationship was different. A new kind, where they had time and no need for rushing because of distrust and murderous intents.

Though as Victor kept moving downwards, running teeth and claws as also lips and tongue against her, Anna started getting a bit confused.
She tried to sit and lean onto her elbows, but was firmly pushed back down.

"Vic?" she sighed, unsure, as she felt him still moving down. His big torso spreading her legs wider and wider and then his beard scratching her inner thighs.

"Easy bambi", Victor reassured, nuzzling her mound and enjoying the sudden uncertainty she was showing. This was clearly new to her. No other man, and more importantly, nor the runt had tried this with her.
This very much pleased the feral man who stroke Anna's belly. And with other hand he spread her open to him, fingers gliding against warm lips.
Anna was fidgety, her legs trying to keep still as he held back from chuckling.

Though it was cute having her like this, Sabretooth didn't want to repeat the motel. He didn't want Anna's prey instincts suddenly making things complicated, scrap all trust they have built so far.
It should be simple, she was his as he was hers.
Which also meant, that she shouldn't tense up when he would top her. So Victor was going to make her cum first, put her into relaxed mindset. Showing it would be good of him being on top too.

Scenting her Victor purred, tongue swiping and making Anna startled from surprise. Snickering, licking his lips Victor rubbed his mate's belly, kissing skin near her crotch.
"You want me to stop?"
"I... No", she answered. "It's just... Weird."
"In a bad way?" he questioned, giving another lick and grinning as she muffled that peculiar chirp sound. That animal call of hers which fascinated him.
"You can make more of those noises", he growled hotly: "I wanna hear you calling for me."

Victor slide his tongue into her, touching everywhere, exploring the hot and wet depths.
This time the deer sat up and looked at the grinning tiger with his tongue retreating.
"Too much?" he amused.

Anna's face was red, from embarrassment, need and annoyance. What Victor was doing... Like that... It was weird. New. Different from having fingers or cock. She didn't know what to do, how to be. It felt awkward just to lay down as Victor did that.
But it felt also good. So weirdly good, making her wanting more of that so she would get familiar with it.

But then she didn't like how he made her go weak like this.

Anna took the man's hand that had laid on her stomach, moving it instead onto her lower back. Then she leaned against her arms, sitting and looking down at her mate.
"Co- Continue..." she said with little stammering, feeling more confident now.

Victor smiled.
Seeing defiance in her actions he started eating her with gluttony, leaving nothing untouched by his mouth, teeth or tongue as his claws gently stroke the scarred skin of hers.
With time, her new healing factor may get rid off all those scars. And though Victor liked them, showing physically her unyielding spirit, it also made him happy. Every mark anyone had given to her would disappear and leave her untouched.
Even the wound from last night was already closed, rising short flare from Victor while remembering the runt hurting her.

Anna was quickly nearing the edge, shuddering against Sabretooth's mouth. Grasping onto the bedsheets and trying to stay still, but it was a lost fight from the start.

Though it had been a long time and with few that Victor had done this, to inexperienced Anna it felt simply so good it was difficult to keep quiet.
"Come on darling", the man grunted, kissing her mound while encouraging the whimpering woman: "There's no-"
"Don't stop", Anna breathed, bending her right leg and pressing its heel at Sabretooth's neck. The man growled from pure instinct by this sudden dominating act.
"Please."

Glaring hotly, giving her a nibble, Victor went back to pleasuring his mate.
And the closer he got Anna to climaxing, the more she made noises, panting and moving against his face in growing desperation.

Then, as she was almost undone, he stroke the scar of her missing tail.

Anna jolted, fell onto her back, arching and twitching while Sabretooth lapped her release. She was gasping while staring the ceiling, her body slack and sweaty.

Then seeing Victor crawling into her view she closed her eyes as their foreheads touched.
She started caressing his bearded face, opening her eyes as he licked her lips teasingly.
Letting out a chirp she tasted herself from Victor, feeling the warmth and closeness of his body over her. She raised her legs, wrapping them again around his rolling hips.

The two ferals took their time. Slowly thrusting against each other while exploring with mouth and hands, making as humanlike as well animalistic sounds. Entwined together tightly as their rhythm got faster and deeper, grasping onto each other harder.

Sabretooth kept moving his hips even as he came, reaching between his mate's legs to make her cum again, feeling the mess they were making together.
Anna praised what Victor did and he grunted encouraging words to her. Disentangling the knot inside her and feeling walls around his softening member greedily pulsing as she came again.

Tilting onto his side Victor pulled Anna into a hug.
He nuzzled against her head as they relaxed in the afterglow.

He however roared from surprise as she suddenly bit him. Hard onto his shoulder, making him push her away with fury. The woman looked back with equal fire, licking her bloody lips which despite of anger made Sabretooth feel flick of arousal.

"What the hell was that for", Victor grumbled, his talons hurting Anna's sides.
"Don't touch my scar like that, ever", she snarled and after short confusion he chuckled.
"Bitch. You're always fondling my claws."
That remark faltered Anna's ire.

Victor withdraw his bloody claws from her and raised one set to his mouth, licking his talons clean.
While watching him doing that, Anna's gaze softened.
"Does it bother you that much then?"
He didn't answer right away, thinking about it, not looking at her.
"...Guess not", he finally shrugged.

It kinda didn't bother him. It just felt... Weird.
And mostly his tension came from old memories. The feeling of getting his claws pulled off one by one while he screamed and begged, never able to forget it.
In that sense he could now understand Anna's anger, as he had caressed her scar while making her cum.

Sighing he again wrapped arms around his mate and pulled her close. He tenderly felt the small wounds his claws had given.
"But I won't stop you from touching them", he muttered before kissing her bloody lips, the taste on them making him voice approvingly.

"...I'm sorry I bit you", Anna said after the kiss, licking the already disappeared wound of his.
Victor chuckled, caressing her: "Didn't hurt really, not with your blunt teeth."
Anna gave a lighter bite that made him growl, she chirping: "Oh it didn't?"

He smacked her arse and they started play-wrestling on the messy bed, throwing insults half-heartedly.
"You asshole."
"Quick tempered bitch."
"Pussy eating puss."

The two ferals rolled out of the bed, panting and giggling in each other's arms on the floor.
"Okay I'm hungry now", Anna sighed, caressing Victor's chest as she laid next to him.
"Same. What would you want to eat?"
"Salad, maybe fruit kind of."
"Nah bambi, you need meat", Victor shook his head.
"I don't like meat", Anna stated.

Another argument started brewing.

"You some veggie or something?"
"I don't think so? I just don't like meat."
"You need protein, your healing will take a lot from you."
"Meat is not the only source for it."

"What's so wrong in meat then?" Victor pointed out, waiting for her to answer and immediately noticed this was one of those things. Problem from her childhood.
As how she stopped looking at him and was all fidgety.
"I just don't like. It makes me wanna throw up."

"Your stomach doesn't like meat?" he however wondered. He had known this frog-guy who preferred eating bugs than anything else. So maybe bambi's mutation here was something like that, dominating her diet.
"It's not that", Anna huffed, pulling closer to Victor. Pondering could she tell or not. She wanted to. But the memory was too disturbing.

Instead she spontaneously asked: "Do you eat people?"
Frowning Victor said: "Not usually."

He instantly knew that was the wrong answer. How she winced and looked away with disgust, retreating a bit. She stopped touching him, going all still.
Seeing her withdrawing from him, Victor pulled her physically closer.
"I don't eat people regularly, not my taste. I prefer cattle, juicy rare", he tried joking. But his startled mind had bit of a problem to keep on going.

It was uncomfortable how fast he was ready to assure Anna because he didn't want her to take even one step away from him for anything. He was ready to try pleasing her almost in any way she asked.
He didn't like it, being domesticated. He wasn't one to bent the knee, not so easily without real struggle.
He dominated, not the other way. That's how it usually was.

But with Anna he couldn't just keep pushing through or try manipulating. She wasn't submissive. She was stubborn and fiery, Real beast if irritated.
He respected her and so didn't want to play games with her. So he would rather submit to her even if it always was against his nature, always gut wrenching.

"Victor", Anna called.
He seemed worried, holding onto her tightly. And in his gaze was the same look like last night, that showed how much Anna had a hold onto him. How he wanted or maybe even needed her to be pleased with him.
It felt uncomfortable. She didn't want to control Victor. She didn't want to change him. She didn't want to be like her father, she didn't want to abuse Victor.

The woman sighed, touching her forehead against his. Looking into his eyes, caressing him and trying to think how to fix this.
"It's okay Vic", Anna tried saying it calmly and gently. Like Hank would say to her when she was upset.
Though maybe she should have known that like she, Victor also didn't like to be patronized. Even if that wasn't what she was trying here.

Victor huffed, pushing his fears far back where they should stay and feeling he had failed just now. Making Anna to comfort him.
He was Sabretooth, Anna was his mate, and it was his job to take care of her as the male.
He had survived and thrived this long through centuries by being stronger, smarter and more ruthless than anyone else. But now...
Victor didn't like this. He didn't want to be weak. Unsure of anything including him, her or them.
He didn't want to be like his little brother who was always losing mates for being incapable of protecting and staying confident.
Sabretooth needed to stay strong in front of Anna.

...A part of Victor believed, that she was with him now because he was her only way out.

She was in a tough, uncertain situation with the X-men and the law. But he didn't care that she was a serial killer, he wanted her, he had the status and sources to help her out. Anyone else, Victor included, would use him in that kind of situation if just able to.
That's what the part of him believed. That Anna was just using him.
That he was desired by her only if he could be useful. If he stayed strong and sure in front of her without any inconveniences.

And if he wouldn't be any of that, then he wasn't enough for her. She would just run way from him, again.
Because of that fear, Sabretooth would feel himself bending whenever he felt like Anna was going to retreat.
And it was frustrating even if he did it because he loves her, wanting to please her.

He had submitted to people in the past when he was powerless in some way, as a child, as a weakling and as a person desperate for approval and forgiveness. Very rarely it had given him something good.
So how could he do it naturally with Anna who he feared to leave him any moment when anything he did was too much for her? When it felt so uncomfortable to him in almost nauseating way because all the past happenings of him being at the mercy of others?

But he could, would, needed to endure those feelings because he was going to make this fucking relationship between them work!

"Yeah, I know bambi", he smirked at his mate, patting her head. "I'll get you that fruit salad, and some other things. How about you get to shower during that?"

Anna didn't want to take a shower now, without Victor, when things clearly wasn't okay between them. She sensed very well that there was serious issues here but how was she going to deal with them? How to talk with Victor? She wasn't a doctor like Hank, she didn't know how to go through other people's traumas and troubles.
And it wasn't like she knew or could find someone trustworthy and ready to help Victor and her. And most like he wouldn't do that even if she asked...

"FUCKING SHIT HELL FUCK", Anna roared, frustrated thoroughly and infuriated by this complexity.

Huffing she almost cracked up though when seeing Victor's baffled reaction to her sudden outburst.
"Sorry", she chuckled, sighed and sat up.
But she was not going to back down. She didn't back down from things that mattered to her. She hadn't given up through many battles and hunts, she hadn't broken under father's rule and she hadn't given up even at the laboratory.

So fuck no was she going to back down in this relationship either!

"We need to talk Victor", Anna started slowly, determined despite of the almost crushing uncertainty inside. That was she trying too much and maybe irritating him.
"Of things. Our problems. I feel like they will be so much more fucking trouble later if we try ignoring them and act tough."
She looked down at him, he still looking nonplussed.

"Would that be okay?" Anna asked, trying to act more like Hank during their sessions.
"We- Well", Victor stammered, stopped and collected his thoughts for a second before shrugging: "Sure. But I'll make couple of phone calls first."

"Gonna call nurses to put me into straitjacket?" Anna tried and Victor laughed shortly.
"Hah! Could be hot bondage but no. I'll call some food for us first."
Nodding, being a bit more relaxed with him, Anna smiled: "That sounds good."